Chapter 72.2

After knocking on the door for a long time, Xin Zezhao didn't get any response from the people inside, and he was not willing to let Liang Xiaoyu go. So he thought about it, turned around and walked to the front desk of the hotel downstairs.

Because his clothes are a little bit out of order, Xin Zezhao is much more easygoing than he is in the daytime when he has a strong aura.

In addition, Xin Zezhao's already pretty face exudes an indescribable seductive and sexy fatal charm, and Xin Zezhao smiles at the front desk lady, who is fascinated by all kinds of meat and vegetables.

Just listen to Xin Zezhao casually find a reason, the front desk miss is shy with astringent obediently handed the room door card of Liang Xiaoyu to Xin Zezhao.

After getting Liang Xiaoyu's door card, Xin Zezhao walks to Liang Xiaoyu's room again.

This time, Xin Zezhao entered Liang Xiaoyu's room without any obstruction.

For the president's suite where Xin Zezhao lives, Liang Xiaoyu's luxurious big bed room is very small. He can see Liang Xiaoyu's room at a glance.

There is nothing else in the room except a gray soft sofa and a simple European style coffee table. Opposite the bed is the bathroom. At this time, the bathroom is closed, and Xin Zezhao is not interested in visiting.

After looking at the layout of the room, Xin Zezhao puts his eyes on Liang Xiaoyu, who is motionless on the bed like a dead pig.

Liang Xiaoyu seems to be sleeping very much. She doesn't know anything about the loud knock on the door and someone coming in.

Xin Zezhao slowly walks to the bedside and looks down at Liang Xiaoyu sleeping on her side. She sees a lot of A4 papers scattered around Liang Xiaoyu. It seems that she is sleeping after looking at the data.

It seems that he is looking at Liang Xiaoyu sleeping comfortably in bed, but he has to stand beside the bed. Xin Zezhao is not happy to sit on Liang Xiaoyu's bed and put his eyes on Liang Xiaoyu again.

Long black hair is scattered over the A4 paper. Liang Xiaoyu's fingers are as white as scallion, and he still drags several pieces of paper tightly, so that he can sleep?

Is a small project that tiring?! Xin Zezhao forgets what he did to Liang Xiaoyu.

What's more, such a small project needs to be taken so seriously?! Don't want to bow in front of yourself?! Stubborn little hedgehog, Xin Zezhao suddenly smiles.

Liang Xiaoyu is still very uneasy in her sleep. Her long eyelashes are trembling slightly. Her delicate eyebrows are frowning slightly. Her small mouth is pursing slightly. It seems that she is dissatisfied with something.

Such a quiet, quiet and clever cool little Yu like a kitten makes Xin Zezhao feel fresh. The evil taste that he wanted to make fun of her has gradually dissipated.

Liang Xiaoyu, who is asleep, exudes a kind of gentle temperament, which makes Xin Zezhao flash the words "time is quiet" in his mind for a moment. He can't bear to destroy the rare beauty at the moment.

Xin Zezhao reaches out his hands and gently caresses Liang Xiaoyu Qingxiu's face. Her delicate skin and Liang Xiaoyu, who is gentle and has no resistance because she is asleep, make Xin Zezhao satisfied.

The faint fragrance on Liang Xiaoyu's body seems to float through Xin Zezhao's nose. Xin Zezhao takes back his hand on Liang Xiaoyu's face, puts it down, and pinches the meat on Liang Xiaoyu's arm.

The soft hand is very good, so Xin Zezhao can't help thinking that if you hold her to sleep, it should be very comfortable, right? Last time, I only focused on tossing her, enjoying the precious tight feeling.

In this way, Xin Zezhao conveniently put away the A4 paper scattered around Liang Xiaoyu and casually threw it on the bedside table.

After all, it's up to you to sleep. How can you let the waste paper hurt you.

After cleaning up the A4 paper on the bed, Xin Zezhao pulls down the paper that Liang Xiaoyu is holding tightly in his hand, and then goes to bed slowly.

Liang Xiaoyu, who was sleeping on his side, put his big hand with clear bones between his waist and abdomen. He grabbed Liang Xiaoyu. His strong chest was close to Liang Xiaoyu's back, and his slender fingers were connected with Liang Xiaoyu's hands.

The chin with the fine blue moustache is against Liang Xiaoyu's head, and the beautiful black hair covers his clavicle, which is slightly itchy. The posture behind

's embrace makes Xin's breathing all cool and fragrant, and contrasts with the pungent perfume and the smell of love that he smelled in the dinner today. Xin Zezhao does not reject this smell, but he still likes it.

After posing, Xin pulls the quilt over and covers them.

It seems to be infected by Liang Xiaoyu's deep sleep. Xin Zezhao, who has just gone to bed, feels sleepy and sleeps with him.

A good night's sleep.

Under the action of the biological clock, Xin Zezhao wakes up in the next morning. He is used to getting up early and sees Liang Xiaoyu in his sleep as soon as he opens his eyes.

Maybe it's because I turned over unconsciously in my sleep. Liang Xiaoyu, who was originally facing himself, now buries his face on his chest and puts his hands on his waist naturally.

Liang Xiaoyu this little woman appearance let Xin Zezhao early in the morning in a happy mood hook the corner of the lip, and then gently opened to embrace his cool Xiaoyu.Looking down at Xiao Yu's sleeping face, I found that her beautiful eyebrows, which were slightly frowned because of her uneasiness last night, are now stretched out, sleeping peacefully and steadily like a little baby.

Xin Zezhao, in a good mood, subconsciously kisses Liang Xiaoyu's bright and full forehead. He touches her delicate skin, which makes her dry and thin lips feel soft because she hasn't drunk water all night.